...there are two ways to meet life; you may refuse to care until indifference becomes a habit, a defensive armor, and you are safe - but bored. Or you can care greatly, live greatly, until life breaks you on its wheel.

What better can any of us do than to reach for our own stars ... and know which they are?

Professional psychologists seem to think that they are the only people who make sense out of human actions. The rest of us know that everybody tries to do just this. What else is gossip?

A mother is not a person to lean on, but a person to make leaning unnecessary.

Everyone bowed to that unwritten law of family life which ordains that, in the long run, everyone submerges his personal preference in the effort to conform to that of the member of the circle who complains most loudly and is most difficult to satisfy.

Father sticks to it that anything that promises to pay too much can't help being risky.

What a fearfully distracting, perplexing and heart-searching business it is to live.